
Sunday
Saturday
uh*
Thursday
atheist
- i really like the way you write, but please dont put some words in capital letter. for instance god. the world is full of wars, hunger, misery so god doesnt even deserve a label letter to be named, ok?
she looked at him seriously, not even an expression was drawn in her face
then the young professor smiled and she saw all the mockery in his mouth
Wednesday
hey*
because i know where you are, but i'm not talking about that
i'm just asking where are you, yes YOU, YOU, YOU
the whole YOU
where are you?
you know what i mean, dont you?
*been trying to meet you
Tuesday
confirmation
Monday
obvio
a band which name is "i love you but i've chosen the darkness" deserves all my respect*
* in spite of i dont even know one of the songs that they play (?)
Sunday
light
Saturday
strings
Thursday
Tuesday
discovery
at my 50 i find out that the cold weather wasnt made for me
probably i dont like the winter anymore*
*i said "probably" because i could change my mind again at my next 50
Sunday
tool

Saturday
witchcraft
life is pretty weird
and you notice that, in the precise moment when someone tells you a secret
that you already knew, but you arent even able to explain how you knew it.*
*in that moment you truly suspect that you have powers or probably that you are a witch
Tuesday
Monday
respect
Tuesday
trap
Monday
che
Tonight, seeking your mouth in another mouth.
almost believing it, because that's how blind this river is
that throws me into some woman and submerges me in her
eyes,
and it's sad to swim finally toward the shore of sleep
knowing pleasure is that lowlife slave
who accepts counterfeit coins and circulates them, smiling.
Forgotten purity, how could I hope to recover
that ache of Buenos Aires, that ceaseless hopeless
expectation.
Alone in my open house above the port
to begin being in love with you again,
to meet you again over the morning coffee
with nothing that can't be forgiven
having occured.
And without my having to remember this oblivion
that rises
to no purpose, to erase your squiggles from the blackboard
and leave me nothing more than a starless window. ''









